Leaving the station

Let's get the infertility stuff out of the way first, shall we?  I started Lupron today.  I find it to be uneventful, except for the shot being at 6 a-frickin-m, my tummy stinging after the shot, and stomach cramps through out the day.  So that's that.  Our train is choo chooing away to (hopefully) babyland.  Let's hope we don't go off the rails, k?

Our trip was faaaaaaabulous.  We found a neat little shop that sold infused balsamic vinegars, infused olive oils and weird salts.  Allow me to tell you that tangerine flavored and mango flavored balsamic vinegars are definitely not where it's at, but the dark chocolate flavored vinegar is so yummy.  SO YUMMY.  The nice thing is that there's an expansion store not 10 minutes from Husband's work (hint hint, babe).  What else...we had some tapas and witnessed a homeless person turf war.  It was weird.  We also saw Space.ghost, the green power ranger and the shake thing from aqua teen hunger force.  What do we call him?  Shake?  Does anyone know what I'm talking about?  Oh, and lights.  St. Auggie does this whole thing for the holidays, where they put up lights in the historic district.  Husband wanted to see the lights, so he saw lights.  It was so romantical!

Husband's birthday was on Thursday (33!!).  I made him cake, we went to see family and it was everything that we wanted.  Then on Friday we went back to work and blah.  Back to work.  Pics from our trip are below..and a little bonus!! 

Hope everyone is well.  For those of us still in the trenches, keep your head up.  You are not alone.  For those out of the trenches, please keep us in your thoughts and send out good vibes.  xoxo

Birthday mocha cake.  Yes, homemade icing and everything.

Murican cowboy, y'all

Spaceghost, green power ranger, and shake from the back.  Best I could get.

Our yummy tapas

My lion's bridge all lit up

Town square

Omg, I am under the treeeeees

The museum, all fabulous

Our selfie!

 Monday's with Mara

I'm ending the blog with a new segment, because Jesus H. Christ, I need to write about something other than my dumbshit reproductive system.  So welcome to Monday's with Mara!  Mara is our British Tortie, HBIC cat.  In addition to running this house and protecting it from strangers, she does some pretty funny stuff (funny to us at least).  Below she's laying claim to her dad.  Please take note of the spray bottle in the background.  It's used daily, especially when we want to sleep in and she's hungry.

 

My dad, bitches.  Get your own.